Today’s outfit, Day 440
So today Cassandra, Sydney and I went to dinner and a show. Because the weather was gross and because I knew I’d spend a considerable portion of the night sitting in the dark, I didn’t put much effort into my outfit and didn’t think I looked very good. However, apparently our group of ~pretty ladies~ was just too much for the men of NYC to handle.
First we went to get pizza, and the man behind the counter was trying to be charming and impress us with all their different varieties of food while I was trying to order and made it very distracting so I couldn’t think. Then the male cashier was creepily staring at all of us as we were paying for our food, especially intently staring at Sydney. Feeling uncomfortable about this, we discussed while eating how annoyed we were by the overwhelming unwanted male attention that comes with being female (or read as female)
We went to Crumbs for dessert, and again, both men behind the counter were blatantly hitting on all of us- I couldn’t quite hear what the other guy was saying to Cassandra but the one helping me wouldn’t listen when I repeated my order several times because he thought it was more important to tell me about all of his favorite attractions in the Times Square area (where we were) and suggest that I go there. Once I finally was able to interrupt him to tell him what I wanted, he went on about how much he liked my hair and Sydney’s makeup until we went over to pay for our cupcakes. As we were leaving the shop, both men were shouting “Byeeeee! You’re beautiful! Have a nice night! Byeeeeeeeee! Come back soon!” and one was waving frantically at us and the other was making a heart symbol with his hands.
Everything after that was fine until after the show when Sydney and I were heading back to Grand Central- first there was a shifty-looking older man with a camera standing next to me, who seemed to be pointing the camera at me as I was standing on the street corner waiting for the light to change. I noticed this and decided to give him the benefit of the doubt that he was taking a photo of the area around me (since this was Times Square after all) so I took a step back to theoretically get out of his way, at which point he gave me a dirty look, repositioned the camera in my direction, snapped a photo, and walked away.
Once we reached a less crowded area, Sydney said a man stopped to stare at us, hissed “damnnnnn” and turn as if he was going to follow us. I didn’t notice it myself, but it was scary enough for her to start running as I followed in bewilderment until we reached a safer area.
So yeah. It’s been an interesting night.
But on the plus side we got to see Bo Burnham perform live and he was amazing and brilliant as always so yay for that?
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